Luyện nghe bài hát Fence Post

Now this is a true for the most part
That occurred on the top floor of
Bigwig record executive's in Nashville, Tennessee
Now understand I'm not poking any fun or anybody
God knows I country music with all my heart and soul
And I the Grand Ole Opry
But I do have a problem with who
Can't even play a D on a guitar
Telling someone with a dream they won't get far
So this is dedicated to all those underdogs like me
Out there running
Don't get if you have a dream
Don't be afraid to chase it
It's how it

He said, "Son, don't get offended by what I'm to say
I can see you have a
For the songs you and play
But you lack what we all commercial appeal
And you just have what it takes
To make it in Nashville"

Well my heart like a train wreck
But I wore a smile on my
I said, "Thank you for time, sir"
Put my back in its case
Our little conversation was a revelation
Redirecting my
'Cause God knows I'd never my soul to rock 'n' roll
Or rap or wear those tight jeans

'Cause you know I'd rather my own songs
Than be a on a string
I'll wear what I to wear
I'm gonna what I wanna sing
Heaven all I need
Is my faith, my fans, my and my family
Besides I'd rather be an old fence in Texas
Than the of Tennessee

So I loaded up my old truck
And I back home to Amarillo
Got a gig off old 66
At ballroom called The Armadillo
And for the thousand shows or so
Not a showed up
I thought about quitting every day
But I just on kicking that cup

Yeah, I kicking that can surrounded by
Blood, sweat, and
And wouldn't you know I an overnight sensation
In just over ten
And now I'm packing out all the halls
And the rodeos every
I got a wife, a ranch, a band, a bus, a boat
I'd say I'm alright

And you know I'd rather sing my own
Than be a on a string
I'll wear what I to wear
I'm sing what I wanna sing
knows all I need
Is my faith, my fans, my and my family
Besides I'd rather be an old fence in Texas
Than the of Tennessee

Oh, how 'bout a little front porch picking,

Well, wouldn't you know that old man
Showed up one night at honky tonking bar
After my he said,
"Son, I believe you might be the big country star"
He said, "We like how you it raw
We like how you it real
And I think you may have what
We all to call commercial appeal"
Huh, ain't something
Well, sir

I'd rather my own songs
Than be a on a string
I'll what I want to wear
And I'm gonna sing what I wanna
Heaven all I need
Is my faith, my fans, my and my family
Besides I'd rather be an old fence post in
the king of Tennessee
God Tennessee
But I'd be just an old fence post in Texas
Than sell my to rock 'n' roll
Or rap or wear those skinny jeans